The Tree of Laughing Bells (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
How the Wings Were Made From many morning-glories That in an hour will fade, From many ...
How the Wings Were Made From many morning-glories That in an hour will fade, From many ...
She was taught desire in the street, Not at the angels' feet. By the good no word was said Of ...
AFTER HAVING READ A GREAT DEAL OF GOOD CURRENT POETRY IN THE MAGAZINES AND NEWSPAPERS Ah, they are passing, passing ...
Climbing the heights of Berkeley Nightly I watch the West. There lies new San Francisco, Sea-maid in purple dressed, Wearing ...
The whole world on a raft! A King is here, The record of his grandeur but a smear. Is it ...
Let not our town be large, remembering That little Athens was the Muses' home, That Oxford rules the heart of ...
There dwelt a widow learned and devout, Behind our hamlet on the eastern hill. Three sons she had, who went ...
A Song in Chinese Tapestries "How, how," he said. "Friend Chang," I said, "San Francisco sleeps as the dead- Ended ...
I asked the old Negro, "What is that bird that sings so well?" He answered: "That is the Rachel-Jane." "Hasn't ...
The Youth speaks: -: "Why do you seek the sun In your bubble-crown ascending? Your chariot ...
Where a river roars in rapids And doves in maples fret, Where peace has decked the pastures Our guardian angels ...
Oh, once I walked in Heaven, all alone Upon the sacred cliffs above the sky. God and the angels, and ...
A Fantasy, dedicated to the little poet Alice Oliver Henderson, ten years old. The Fantasy shows how tiger-hearts are the ...
Last night at black midnight I woke with a cry, The windows were shaking, there was thunder on high, The ...
An endless line of splendor, These troops with heaven for home, With creeds they go from Scotland, With incense go ...
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